The Ear

Fixed above is a gigantic all-hearing ear
That listens to every cry and jeer,
A never-shutting ear that is set
To hear all inaudible moans of souls in fear,
And the innate grumbles of them that fret.

That ear is just and favors none;
It is of the Father enthroned on high,
The Omnipotent and the Mighty One;
The rescue of them that are left by the world to die.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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November 23, 2010 at 12:31 PM
Very impressive write on the ear, Hannington
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